Meanwhile…

Apologies for my absence again my WPs. No I am not wallowing in despair, forlorn over the pathetic-ness of my stagnant writing career.

No… I’m in shambles, literally in shambles. We are at the apex of remodeling the house in lieu of selling it and this week Is the floor. The entire floor! I am without kitchen, furniture and reasonable access to the other bedrooms. My bedroom is now a hotel room in which my whole household resides. We eat, we live, we annoy.

My garage is packed to the brim!

I have made an intricate labyrinth in my garage to reach my laundry and have decided that I should also stain my bookshelves in there.

Apparently I am not deterred by little things like the whole garage being taken up with furniture.

Yikes, Amy. Hate to be the one to tell you, but your second picture, if you look real close, shows a hound from hell – you can always tell by the demonic eyes: total giveaway. Seems that its eaten your flooring. Sorry, but that’s what they do.

Aw, time waits for no dog, be they Zoltan hound of Dracula or otherwise. Don’t be fooled though, Amy – barking at nothing or invisible sprites? Walking into walls or attempting to drag his blankie through the portals of Gehenna? Just saying.